The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
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05.26.2023
2 month character creation hold for all existing members begins 6/5/2023. Ended 8/5/2023.
10.29.2023
Change in how times flows. Was 4 IC seasons, now only 2 IC seasons per 1 OOC year.
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He just blinked, like a cat. A slightly resigned cat that would forever deny that he was bored enough to agree. Obviously he was going along to get up-to-date information on Coheed. Nothing else.
"Please don't stain my clothes with blood. Again."
Post by Hiram Eldouir on May 26, 2022 19:53:00 GMT -5
Hiram's smirk spread into a wide-mouthed, toothy grin as he spread his arms in a full upper body shrug.
"You know me." Actually, he could pull out every trace of blood from a piece of cloth if he tried hard enough. It was likely he'd intentionally left it just to jank Drystan's chain.
And with that, blood began to rise from a corner in the cave, a pool of it that always sat there, waiting to do its master's bidding. In a flash it was in the air, all around them, and with a gurgling they were consumed.